“So what’d it do!?” Mitchell squealed in annoyance, egging Ruthy-Myra to stop stuttering and lay all the details on the table for everyone to enjoy. “It didn’t eat you, it didn’t even smack your bum! So what’d it do!?”
Ruthy-Myra scrambled for the right words, her good ear burning, “N-nothing! It was– it just– alright. It.. it saw me.”
“Obviously?” Mitchell said.
“It walked towards me.”
“Go on? Uh-huh?” Maydeen added, everyone crowding the heroine.
“Y-yeah– so it– it walked… towards me,” she assured. They impatiently nodded. “Then it stared… and… stared and… sssstared?”
“Oh my gods, it stared,” Gretchen whispered in awe like an idiot.
Ruthy-Myra finished it, “… Then it just… went away. Like– it walked over me. And it didn’t say anything.” She swallowed and mumbled, “It seemed really sad.”
“You are sooo lucky,” Gretchen gasped.
- Salem Academy, Andi Spyral